Kristin Hersh Srb
Head first into the head board I'm shatter proof But cranial impact Taps something true If I could grab your attention With my styrofoam rattle box You'd smile away my transgression And tap something lost
A spitball to the ribcage My useless heart hit We're slap happy the livelong day Neck and neck If I could grab the man on a street With my raspy rattaplan My only personal property A raspy whispered plan
A bottle green sky Stinging yellow hair In a tizzy of deviation Giddy in the glare If I could grab this whirligig And keep it in my arms We'd persevere through what is here And mourn what is gone
A smoker's gasp And a child's howl Cut through the air... Drown out all other sound
